• Jan Avellana


ebony birds threading the fading horizon— a hem to heaven

weaving a passage for the wanderer, the saint,

the sinner,

i find my way home.

-j. avellana


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“Even if your hands are shaking And your faith is broken Even as the eyes are closing Do it with a heart wide open Say what you need to say.” -John Mayer, “Say” My word for this year is SAY. Say all T

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